A lighthouse for the ships
not to crash on the rocks
he's my light leading me home
when the storms are too thick
When the world all around me
seems cold and hurtful
he's the warm strong arms
holding me closer
helping me see
I can stand on my own
He's the soft precious moments
when I wake up each day
his eyes his smile
jump starting my heart
My teacher, my lover
my one and only
and
I Love him
written by Janette
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